Ahhhh… time change… an OCD person’s busiest day. Wake up and look at the clock with one eye…hmmm… does that one change over by itself or is it really 8? Crap… it doesn’t feel like 9… surely it’s not but… technically… shite.
Guess I better, and QUICKLY, jump up and change EVERY clock in the house… wall clocks, bedroom clocks, coffee pot clock, stove clock, microwave clock, outside thermometer clock, snore machine clock, wrist watches… even the ones nobody wears, oh crap… the vehicles… that ones like 50 first dates trying to figure out… where’s that manual? Push what while holding what?… now it’s raining… but …I still gotta go change the time on my deer feeders…the deer might not notice but should surely be kept on a schedule set by the government.
Get all that done and feeling pretty satisfied only to scan around and see that every clock is just a wee bit off by a minute or three.
Laughs inside… no big deal… what difference does it make?
One minute off… so what?
I control me.
One minute… whatever. I don’t even care…One minute later, scurrying to correct the variances. All done. Nice. Crap… better double check them feeders.
Anyhow… enjoy your day, be safe and kind, and shower… seriously. – MG
